Dipper lifts the brim of his hat slightly since it's half over his eyes and looks up at Wash. Then he pulls it back down and his eyes drift over to the TV again.

"Hey, man."

Clearly, he's not really in a mood to spill his guts out at the moment. He's barely even conscious of what's going on around him, and while it's partly exhaustion, it's partly because of the fugue of numbness he's caught in.

"I know you're checking in me and I'm...whatever. I'll be fine. Eventually. You can go away now."